When you hang out with a cat, there’s always the suspicion, nestled in the back of your mind, that they’re using you. They’ll be all sweet and cuddly, then suddenly get up and decide to deliberately knock over all your mugs. They’ll miaow at you until you give them food, only to turn their nose up at the dry biscuits. Cats are dicks. Do they even love us? Or are we just idiot humans they put up with for food and the occasional stroke? Cee Webster has had that fear realised. After they bought their cats, Tucker and Finley, an automatic feeder, they noticed that the kitties stopped bringing their human treats, instead dropping gifts – little toy mousies – off at their new automatic feeder friend. Read more